My wife once told me that I was so frustrating to live with that, before long, my only housemates would be my guns and my "stupid dogs" (all labrador retrievers, and they did act kind of dumb sometimes). She forgot about my motorcycles, I guess.
Oh, and we're still married and together after 25 years.
Darn, that reminds me. I forgot our anniversary again. I wonder if I should buy her a dog?